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Do you know any poems about St. Petersburg? Write them for me, I long for this city? and got a better answer
Response from Антон Владимирович[+++++]
I long for you my dear Peter I live, breathe and sleep with you. I don't know When I'll be back I don't know Why I ran away from you like that I still don't understand I know I'll be back To the city of my youth. Composed for you for the first time in my life I hope you liked it. I haven't been there myself, but I have no doubt it's beautiful. Dastan from Kazakhstan, Uralsk.
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I long for you my dear Peter I live, breathe and sleep with you. ¶¶ I don't know when I'll be back ¶¶ Beautiful, beloved city, why I ran away from you like that, I still don't understand ¶¶ I know for sure that I'll be back ¶¶ To the city of my youth ¶¶ Composed for you for the first time in my life I hope you liked it. I haven't been there myself, but I have no doubt it's beautiful. Dastan from Kazakhstan, Uralsk
I long for you my dear Peter I live, breathe and sleep with you. ¶¶ I don't know when I'll be back ¶¶ Beautiful, beloved city, why I ran away from you like that, I still don't understand ¶¶ I know for sure that I'll be back ¶¶ To the city of my youth ¶¶ Composed for you for the first time in my life I hope you liked it. I haven't been there myself, but I have no doubt it's beautiful. Dastan from Kazakhstan, Uralsk
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This river in the cold creeps, This Admiralty and the Stock Exchange I'll never forget, I'll never see.
This river in the cold creeps, This Admiralty and the Stock Exchange I'll never forget, I'll never see.
Response from 0[+++++]
Play that Rosenbaum CD, here's a little snippet: I'm sad, I'll go for a walk, I got no one to share it with. With green avenues and in the down of poplars, I'll walk the earth of Neva! I've got the wrong climate, But I need your damp, I've grown wiser here, And with the town of Doge, We're ointmented by the same world!
Play that Rosenbaum CD, here's a little snippet: I'm sad, I'll go for a walk, I got no one to share it with. With green avenues and in the down of poplars, I'll walk the earth of Neva! I've got the wrong climate, But I need your damp, I've grown wiser here, And with the town of Doge, We're ointmented by the same world!
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naydi pesni DDT Leningrad Vesna , Pilot Peterburg. nu i mnogo vsego iz russkogo roka
naydi pesni DDT Leningrad Vesna , Pilot Peterburg. nu i mnogo vsego iz russkogo roka
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The city above the Neva is beautiful, Its granite, its water. I will plunge with my head, In its sad eyes. I'll walk down the harsh streets, And smile at his house, And throw some bread to the dogs of the yard, And maybe call my friends. And in the silence of the garden's alley, I'll think softly, How many buildings have become new, And I'll fall in love with you again now. As a girl, like a tester, I discovered, Your cathedrals, I love, and I remember thee. And wherever I rest, In centuries or years to come, I'll return to where you stayed, To my native Hare Islands.
The city above the Neva is beautiful, Its granite, its water. I will plunge with my head, In its sad eyes. I'll walk down the harsh streets, And smile at his house, And throw some bread to the dogs of the yard, And maybe call my friends. And in the silence of the garden's alley, I'll think softly, How many buildings have become new, And I'll fall in love with you again now. As a girl, like a tester, I discovered, Your cathedrals, I love, and I remember thee. And wherever I rest, In centuries or years to come, I'll return to where you stayed, To my native Hare Islands.
Response from 0[+++++]
Remember Onegin.
Remember Onegin.
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I'll throw in my old sweater, buy an expensive jacket. I'll probably go to St. Petersburg, because I want to. A lot of artists live there, and a great poet died, and the banner of the working class once eclipsed the dawn. There's a lot of crazy teenagers and marijuana in their minds. Rounded crossroads and spires on old houses. I'll take my cherished money and spend it, pampered by polite beggars and intelligent cops. I'd plot novels in my project, compose poems as I go, and on the famous avenue, I'd approach the artists. And we'd drink together, and we'd be picked up by the outfit. But no matter how I'm beaten here, I won't be pulled back. I'll find a reason to delay, and there'll be countless occasions to do so. It's so cool, folks, to have such a great city. And they tell me of Paris, that there are other cities. But Peter is much closer, and I'm going there.
I'll throw in my old sweater, buy an expensive jacket. I'll probably go to St. Petersburg, because I want to. A lot of artists live there, and a great poet died, and the banner of the working class once eclipsed the dawn. There's a lot of crazy teenagers and marijuana in their minds. Rounded crossroads and spires on old houses. I'll take my cherished money and spend it, pampered by polite beggars and intelligent cops. I'd plot novels in my project, compose poems as I go, and on the famous avenue, I'd approach the artists. And we'd drink together, and we'd be picked up by the outfit. But no matter how I'm beaten here, I won't be pulled back. I'll find a reason to delay, and there'll be countless occasions to do so. It's so cool, folks, to have such a great city. And they tell me of Paris, that there are other cities. But Peter is much closer, and I'm going there.